Descend the slope. Chen Zikun convened the generals to discuss the next step, Jiangbei news is blocked, transportation is inconvenient, the only radio was also damaged by shrapnel, and it is difficult to obtain information from the outside world.

Chen Zikun's decision was to open up the Jiangbei guerrilla zone, take advantage of the characteristics of the insufficient Japanese troops, base himself on Daqingshan, make frequent sorties, annihilate small groups of enemies, sabotage the railway, and wait for an opportunity to recover Beitai.

"To fight guerrillas, the most important thing is mobility, the terrain in the north of the river is complex, the water network is dense, cars and motorcycles may not be faster than two feet, we can form a cavalry team, and the enemy is not attacked. Chen Shou, I'll leave this matter to you. ”

"Okay." Chen Shou responded.

"Xue Bin, you go to Gai Longquan and ask him to pull the team up, and our brothers will fight with the Japanese together."

"No problem, it's definitely going to be done." Xue Bin replied while sharpening his knife.

"What am I responsible for?" Chen Qilin couldn't hold it back.

"You, come with me to Chongqing to carry out operations behind enemy lines, you can't do it without support, our family is gone, we have to ask the chairman for guns, ammunition and silver dollars or something." Chan said.

"Yes!" Chen Qilin saluted and was overjoyed, he was born in the regular army, looked down on guerrilla warfare, and wanted to return to the army and fight to the death with the Japanese army on the frontal battlefield.

Xia Xiaoqing said: "Now that there are Japanese on all sides, how to go?" Have you thought about it? ”

Chen Zikun said: "I have a big goal, I can't take the route of the provincial capital Shanghai, Hong Kong and Chongqing, I can only cross Daqingshan, enter Hubei through Henan, and then enter Sichuan, Qilin, Xiaoyong, and you, the four of us all the way, but before leaving, we must first arrange the affairs of Jiangbei, put up the banner of the anti-Japanese guerrilla army, and we must make it impossible for the Japanese to gain a foothold in Jiangbei!" ”

Everyone was gearing up, full of ambition, and they were ready to go.

After several ambushes, the four or five caliber bullets were basically exhausted, and dozens of Thompson were turned into burning sticks, Chen Zikun asked people to gather the remaining 100 rounds of ammunition for his two big-eyed masturbators, and Thompson removed all the bolts, wrapped them in butter and tarpaulin, buried them in the ground, and waited for the bullets to be transported and then dug out and seen again.

Now the troops are basically using captured weapons, Japanese-style 38 big cover and crooked handle light machine gun, 38 type is not satisfactory, the barrel is long, the shot is far and accurate, the 6.5 Tomosaka bullet recoil is also very small, no wonder the Japanese devils are all sharpshooters, but the crooked handle is not so good, the ammunition supply is not smooth, the failure is frequent, and when the war has to use a small oil pot to keep brushing the bullets, otherwise you can't play, it's really painful, especially the guys who are used to the Czech manufacturing, I can't wait to tear down the crooked handle and throw it into the dung pit.

Xia Xiaoqing made the only remaining Remington rifle, this kind of sniper rifle equipped with a telescopic lens is actually a kind of shotgun, using a little 308 caliber bullets, which cannot be bought in China, and the only dozens of rounds left are all given to Xia Xiaoqing, her marksmanship is slightly better than Chen Zikun, in the end, she was born in a hidden weapon, and the work of taking the head of the general in the Ten Thousand Horse Army was handed over to her.

The weapons of the rest of the people were disorganized, what was the use, the old sleeve, Hanyang-made, Mauser, 38-type, box guns, and even old-fashioned firearms, each gun had more than 350 bullets, and only a few less, and the Northern Thai army, which had always been wealthy, finally tasted the taste of lack of food and ammunition.

The troops are active in the countryside near Nantai, they are all the children of the local people, the terrain is familiar, the people are familiar, and they are very handy in fighting, and a squadron of Japanese soldiers who occupy the county town of Nantai do not dare to go out of the city without more than ten people, and they dare not go out of the city without machine guns.

Chen Zikun's whereabouts are uncertain, sometimes he lives in Xiamapo, sometimes he lives in Gongjia Village, sometimes he goes directly to Daqingshan to camp, and he is cunning rabbit and three caves, not to mention the leader of the guerrilla army.

On this day, Chen Zikun took his subordinates to Gongjia Village for lunch, since the Japanese entered Nantai, the countryside has entered a state of anarchy, and the common people do not have to pay grain to the Nationalist Government, let alone pay taxes to the Japanese, they only need to take care of the guerrilla army's two meals a day.

Gong Zijun is a native of Gongjia Village, when his grandfather raised two promising sons, his father was a squire in the county, and his uncle was a banker in the provincial capital.

The patriarch of the village is Lao Deshun's grandfather, the generation is the same as Gong Zijun's grandfather, he is in his seventies, his body is very tough, he holds a small white jade cigarette bag and pot all day long, squatting under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, smoking, scolding this and that, the juniors are afraid of him, but Gong Zijun is not afraid.

"Zijun is a college student, and Wenqu Xing is different from your dogs." Old Deshun often said this.

When the guerrillas arrived in the village, the villagers gathered a lot of good dishes, rice wine brewed in the countryside, sorghum rice, pork stewed vermicelli, enough pipes, everyone smoked a mouth full of oil, Lao Deshun sat on the side and smiled and smoked a cigarette pouch, and occasionally picked up a wine bowl to accompany Chen Zikun to drink one.

"Commander Chen, do you say that this little Japanese son can occupy our China?" The old man asked.

Chen Zikun laughed, took a small wine cup and said, "This is Japan." He took a large bowl and put it next to him, and said, "This is our China, China has 40,000 people, more than the Japanese, you always say, who can win?" ”

Lao De said: "Commander Chen, I have heard others say what you said, but it is not like that, I think at the beginning, the Manchu Tartars were just savages in the old forests of the Northeast, and they did not destroy the Ming Dynasty. ”

Chen Zikun was in awe, this old man is not simple.

"Old man, now is not the time of the Ming Dynasty, science and technology are developed, electric lights and telephones, aircraft and artillery, the Japanese ships are strong and artillery, and the force is more powerful than ours, but they are not the most powerful in the world, Britain, the United States, Germany, and the Soviet Union, which of these countries is pulled out, they are all more powerful than small Japan, they will not see China monopolized by Japan, I estimate, when the strength of the Japanese is almost consumed, the great powers will help."

Lao Deshun nodded: "As soon as you say this, I will understand, this today's world is like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and it has to be combined to achieve it." ”

Chen Zikun said: "This is the truth, China has to win the support of Britain and the United States in order to drive the Japanese out. ”

"Then what if Japan also has people who understand and join forces with Germany and the Soviet Union against Britain and the United States?" Lao Deshun frowned and smoked a cigarette pouch, analyzing the complicated international situation with the wisdom of an old man in the countryside.

Chen Zikun said: "The general trend of the world, divided and combined, there is a providence in the dark, even if the country is destroyed, what if the barbarians enter the Central Plains for a long time, at most a hundred and ten years, it is still the Han family, we are soldiers, we dare not compare with Yue Wumu and Wen Tianxiang, but we can still do it if we fight this life and fight to the death with little Japan." ”

Lao Deshun slapped his thigh: "Commander Chen, talk about it, come, do it!" ”

The two picked up the wine bowl, touched it, and drank it violently, and the wine flowed down the corners of their mouths, extremely heroic.

Lao Deshun greeted his daughter-in-law and said, "Xiao'e, kill our chicken, eat spicy chicken at night!" ”

Xiao'e agreed crisply, and went to the chicken coop to catch chickens with a big belly.

"I'm pregnant with a boy, and I'm going to hold my grandson." Old Deshun said happily.

"Then I'll have to drink another one, congratulations." Chen Zikun picked up the wine bowl again.

There was a burst of people outside shouting and neighing, and Chen Shou came back.

Chen Shou was ordered to form a cavalry team, and he was busy outside for a few days, and finally achieved initial results.

A group of mules were snorting and gathering together in high spirits, no, there seemed to be some donkeys mixed in with them, but the horses were nowhere to be seen.

"There's no way, there aren't many horses in the countryside, and a lot of them were collected when North Thailand was fighting, and now there are only mules and donkeys, and they can make do." Chen Shou explained with a bitter face.

"But......," Chen Zikun was a little speechless, "you can't let my cavalry ride on mules and wield Chashik sabers." ”

"Why can't you, the mule is hard-working and doesn't run slowly."

"I know, I mean, where is the cavalryman's face gone?"

"If you don't even want your life in a war, what do you want to do with your face?"

After listening to Chen Shou's incomparably fierce explanation, Chen Zikun had nothing to say, and raised his thumb: "A mule is a mule!" I admit it, the donkey resolutely can't ask for it, this animal has a stubborn temper, and the temper comes up at the critical moment, delaying the big thing. ”

As if to understand his words, a big black donkey in the mule group screamed in dissatisfaction, causing everyone to laugh.

Returning to the wine table to continue to discuss how to form a cavalry, as he was talking, Xue Bin also came back, first picked up the wine bowl and poured a few big mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and said indignantly: "Lao Gai is not righteous!" ”

Everyone wondered, is Gai Longquan unwilling to resist Japan?

"Lao Gai said that he did not participate in our guerrilla army, and formed a joint village association by himself to jointly defend himself, I am surprised, isn't this the same thing?" Xue Bin said.

Chen Zikun said: "It's different, we are fighting Japan, they are self-preservation, and they will not take the initiative to provoke the Japanese, of course they have to draw a line with us, Gai Longquan is old in the end......"

Suddenly, a person ran over panting: "Oh no, the devil is out of the city, and the big team is running down the slope." ”

Chen Zikun put down the wine bowl: "Assemble!" ”

At the shrill whistle, the guerrilla soldiers scattered in the homes of the common people for dinner hurried to the threshing floor to line up, and the collected mules came in handy, although they did not have saddles and stirrups, they could still ride, and they had the right to be mules and horses into motorized infantry.

Chen Zikun gave an order, and the cavalry team turned over and galloped towards the entrance of the village, galloping to the bottom of the slope.